A girl with a ponytail, dressed in a women's suit, standing in heels, looked at Zhou Xuehong, who was sitting in the main seat, and asked.
Zhou Xuehong maintained a calm demeanor and spoke lightly, "It's just the fearlessness of the young. Once he meets a strong opponent and suffers a setback, he won't be so arrogant anymore."
As the president of the student council, he didn't take Lin Zichen seriously at all.
In his eyes, Lin Zichen was only much stronger than others in terms of physical talent, but his other talents were quite average.
Take genetic fusion compatibility for instance; he had specifically inquired about Lin Zichen's result.
It wasn't high, just a mere 15%.
For most people, this compatibility score would indicate top-tier talent.
However, in a student council where top scholars were a dime a dozen and second place was as common as stray dogs, it hardly stood out.
So, his assessment of Lin Zichen could be summed up in four words: extremely average.
